Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

Chapter 2213 Relics in the Firelight

"What?!"

Everyone exclaimed in unison, "How is this possible?!"

Disbelief and shock were written on their faces.

After all, the news was so shocking that it was hard for them to accept it for a while.

There was a hint of trembling in Miyadai Natsumi's voice, as if she couldn't accept the fact: "How can that painting still be authentic after it has been burned?!"

If the painting was authentic, then what were all the preparations she had made to sabotage the exhibition?

This result was undoubtedly a heavy blow to her, so one can imagine her mood at the moment.

However, Higashi Koji did not answer her question directly. Instead, he fell into some kind of memory and continued after a while:

"On the day of the air raid on Ashiya, the city was burned down, and the scene was like a **** on earth. My grandfather, who was a carpenter, was employed by the famous man who collected the "Ashiya Sunflowers". In order to prevent the painting from being stolen, he placed it on the wall. There was a picture frame firmly fixed on the house. It was precisely because of the picture frame that he couldn't easily take the painting off after the house caught fire. He said that even if Japan lost the war... he didn't want the painting to be taken away, so He rushed into the fire and sacrificed his life to save the painting."

Miyadai Natsumi shook her head in disbelief: "Impossible. In that case, how could Himawari..."

She couldn't accept this fact. The original work had obviously been burned, so how could it be possible that the original work was still there?

Higashikata looked at her, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, and then continued:

"It's unmistakable. My brother and I listened to my father's story over and over again. After my father passed away, according to the servant who took over the painting from my grandfather, in order to prevent "Ashiya Sunflowers" from being confiscated by the headquarters, he He deliberately restored the painting to look like a fake, because the restoration technique was so superb that it almost looked like the real thing, and deceived all the appraisers at the time. Of course, he still left some traces during the restoration process, and these traces are very obvious to ordinary people. It may be difficult to detect, but for those of us who know the details, it cannot be ignored. Finally, my brother and I found this painting in Arles, so I can say that this sunflower is not a copy of Van Gogh's painting. It is indeed true. It’s the same “Ashiya Himawari” from back then!”

"Wait a minute...you said that a servant falsified the authenticity and deceived all the appraisers at the time?!"

Miyadai Natsumi caught the key word and looked at Higashi Koji with wide eyes, her expression full of doubt and unwillingness:

"I don't believe it! If even the traces on the details were made by that person, it's not up to you whether it's true or false? And I definitely don't believe that someone has such superb craftsmanship! You're talking about that servant back then! Let him come out!"

When Terai Kinosuke, who was disguised as Gotou Zengo, heard this, his legs trembled slightly, but he still did not stand up after all.

Higashi Koji looked at Miyadai Natsumi's excited expression, UU read www.uukanshu. net couldn't help but feel helpless. He knew that no matter how he explained it, it would be difficult for the other party to accept this fact, but he still took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Miss Gongdai, I know it may be difficult for you to accept this fact. But what I want to tell you is that there are indeed some crafts and technologies in this world that are beyond ordinary people's imagination. That servant's craftsmanship is one of them. 1. Not only can he restore a painting so realistically, but he can even imitate the details of it so perfectly... If you want me to confront him, I really can't do that, because when he contacted my brother , I just sent a token and a letter carved by my grandfather."

"What about your brother?"

Natsumi Miyadai yelled.

Tokoji's eyes dimmed slightly, as if he was touched by a past that he didn't want to look back on.

Everyone also noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere.

Just listen to Higashi Koji slowly spit out a sentence:

"My brother...he is dead, and he was killed by me."

"What?!" Everyone exclaimed again.

Natsumi Miyadai opened her mouth to say something, but found that she was speechless.